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For the past few years, I've been putting all of my time and effort into my other blog. You know what it is, I'm not going to worry about explaining it, here. However, that blog doesn't let me rant about my personal life, or at least rant and talk about the stuff that I feel is okay to put online.
Yes, even I have limits to what I'll put on the internet.
Anyway, 2016 is going to be a pretty big year of change for me. I'm starting back to school, I've got a new position at work, I'm in a new relationship, and I'm in such poor physical condition, I'm not sure I'm going to make it. I'm 38 years old, 5'11', 289 lbs. I have high blood pressure, high cholesterol, and I'm getting sick easier than I ever have before.
So, I'm turning to my old stand-by for when I need a bit of accountability and support. I'm turning to a blog.

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So, here's the 411..
In 2016, I'm going back to school, part time, starting the classes that will, ultimately, get me on the road to becoming a CPA. This is 2 classes a term, six credit hours total. This is going to take a lot of my focus, and while (yet another) blog seems like it would take away that focus, I'm hoping it can help a bit.
Next, work is, well, work. Not much I'm going to be writing about on here, but I'm still throwing out there that I'm taking on a newer position, and I'm having to rework a lot of training material. This is going to be fun, for the most part, but I might have some funny Easter Eggs that I'll throw into the material that I'll want to talk about.
If you follow me on Social Media, you know I'm in a relationship. Just throwing it out there that it's an active part of my life, now, and moving on. It won't be much of a focus, as I'm writing here, for 2016, unless Lizz is okay with that. This is all me.
Now, about my physical condition. I've put stuff up here in the past, and I'll be doing so again. I'll have monthly weigh-ins, talking about where I am, if I've lost anything, and so on. I might talk about an app or two that I'm using, but it'll mainly be posts talking about whether or not I've lost anything, and how I'm feeling.
*insert witty title here* titleIn short, this is going to be boring, personal stuff, the sort of stuff that readers of my other blog probably don't care about. It won't be all positive, but I'll keep the negativity to a bare minimum. It'll just be the musings of me as I'm trying to make myself better, and I know it won't be easy.
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I saw this this morning when a friend posted it. I almost started to chuckle, but then Istopped myself.

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I CAN remember the firsttime I thought that I was fat.

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I was in1st grade.
1stgrade people.

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I was late to schoolbecause I didn’t want to go to school. Iwas upset and told my parents that I looked fat in my outfit. I can still remember what I was wearing. Green pants and a green turtleneck. I thought that my stomach looked huge. My parents were so worried that they calledthe school counselor and told her what happened. I was called into her office. I was so mad at my parents because I feltthat they were making a bigger deal out of it than it needed to be. The counselor was a nice lady, and I rememberher asking me why I thought that I was fat.
I have no idea what I said to her.

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